Galt Collegiate Institute and Vocational School - Specula Galtonia Yearbook (Galt, Ontario Canada)

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if ARA TU l U L' PARATUS llllllillElll3?ffl . Awake, for morning in the bowl of night, Has cast the stone that put the stars to flight. -OMAR KHAYGAM Un Such are Friendships Made By HONOR BAILIE T was one of those glorious late June days made up of heat and sunshine and colour, an ideal afternoon for a boy and a dog. But Peter exper- ienced no pleasure in the warm brown dust under his bare feet, nor any thrill in the feel of his fishing rod as he trailed it listlessly along the ground. Toby, not sharing his master's unhappiness, was gaily trotting in front and regaling himself occasionally in hide-and-seek with the squirrels. Well, really, Peter had plenty of reason to be miserable. Here it was summer, the happiest time in a boy's life, and Reggy Schwartz, his best pal, was down with scarlet fever. There was Hanky of course, but Hanky didn't count, he was a big sissy in Peter's conception. It was no fun to play Indians or pirates by oneself. Peter, lost in his misery, did not realize that he was the object of deep scrutiny, until his melancholy reflections were suddenly interrupted by this startling comment, Gee, I bet you ain't caught a fish in your life. Peter raised amazed eyes to the intruder, and beheld a dirty, ragged little boy, of his own age, perched on a stone wall. I have so, I've caught lots, hotly retorted Peter. By this time Toby was inquisitively examining the stranger. Say, call yer hound off meg he looks wild. At once Peter was on the defensive. He 'won't bite yah, he ain't a hound, and he ain't vicious. He's thoroughbred. Ha, ha ! jeered the stranger, Uthoroughbredl ha, ha, he's a hound. He ain't, stoutly denied Peter. Well, what is he then ? This nonplussed Peter for a time, but he bravely rallied to the occas- sion. He's got a thoroughbred collie tail, declared Peter, pointing to- wards Toby's jaunty little plume, and he's got thoroughbred police dog ears. Peter got no further. 27 -

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1 ... ff u - f fi 'WA Tv l L' A Pnm-rvs Moderns, Mr. Logan, Classics, Mr. Evans, Commercial. The next year, 1901, brought the first lady teacher. At this point Mr. Hamilton quite seriously remarked, There have been tremendous developments along that line since. The year after Mr. Hamilton's advent into our school's'life, he took charge of all athletics. He taught the girls physical training, and started teaching the boys rugby. He also coached them in soccer, lacrosse, football and other athletics. To promote interscholastic competition he donated the first Hamilton Cup. It was Won for seven consecutive years by Guelph who for their Wonderful success were given perpetual ownership of the cup. The second cup was Won for five consecutive years by Galt, who now have perpetual possession of the cup. The present cup is still as strongly fought for on the gridiron, as in bygone days. But Mr. Hamilton did not confine his interests to sport alone-. The first school paper was a Written copy which was read at Literary Society meetings. He organized and edited the first printed school paper called the G. C. I. Record. It was a monthly paper and sold for five cents the copy. He related an amusing incident concerning the paper and the late Mr. Mac- George, the former man-of-all-work about the School. Mac was some- thing of a poet and when asked by Mr. Hamilton to contribute one of his poems, he did so. Mr. Hamilton tried to correct the metre and when the poem appeared in print Mac was terribly outraged and proceeded to tell in verse of the horrible attempt of the Science Master to reconstruct his poem. After Mr. Hamilton graduated from University he kept up his studies and in 1901 finished the necessary Work to obtain his M.A. degree. Mr. Hamilton has done some extensive travelling during his summer holidays. His travelling motto seems to be, See Canada First, for he has travelled over our fair Dominion from East to West with the exception of the Peace River District and the North Pole, which he says he intends to visit in the near future. In his estimation the West is a greater source of interest than the East. Another of Mr. Hamilton's hobbies is Systematic Botany. The pursuit of this hobby has lured him all around Galt and the surrounding district in search of plants and the study of their habits. At his home he has a very fine collection of plants, which collection is reputed to be one of the best in Galt. Mr. Hamilton has seen our School's enrollment increase from one hundred to eight hundred, and the teaching staff from six to thirty-one, so that through his care have passed pupils Who have brought honour to themselves and to their School. Amongst these are Charlie Houston and Albert McCrae, railwaymen, John Detweiler, professor of Botany at West- ern University, Herbert Detweiler, prominent consulting physician in Toronto, the Struthers Boys, missionaries in Honan, China, Capt. Harold Oaks, prominent in aviation circles in Canada, Miss Christine Elmslie, winner of Prince of Wales' Scholarship at Toronto University, the late Fraser Kerr, winner of the coveted V.C. during the Great War, Miss Donelda Dickie, historian at the University of Edmonton, Frank Pana- baker, an artist Whose Works are accepted by the American Art Academy and Frank Hogg, Professor of Astronomy at Harvard and winner of a gold medal for astronomy. The Staff of the Specula Galtonia take this opportunity of Wishing Mr. Hamilton continued success and happiness in his associations in our School. 26

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SWE' i n . .U 'fg ilsemffili PARA Tv l U L' A A L Pnrrvs ' Hah, hah, hefs a hound. You dare say that again 5 Peter clenched his fists threateningly. He's a hound, repeated the boy. Well, the result was rather confusing. Peter's left fist landed not too gently, on the offender's right eye, and a royal battle ensued. Over and over they rolled in the dust, and the air was filled with gasps and cries and shouts of fury. Toby, not realizing that he was the cause of the trouble circled excitedly around the combatants, wild with anxiety for his master, and bestowing the odd nip on the intricate mass of human limbs. Finally Peter, battered and bruised, emerged on top of the stranger. Do you give in ? he roared, accompanying this by furious bounces. The offender decided that he had received enough. A brilliant idea had just occurred to him. Say, he said, you won, but if you let me up I'll show you a great place for fishing. Honest Inj un ? demanded Peter. Honest lnjun, replied the boy. Peter, all excitement now, snatched up his fishing rod, and trotte.d after the stranger, the memory of his fierce battle and the insult to Toby obliterated from his mind at the thought of fishing. In a few moments the boys reached one of the jolliest, brownest, warmest-looking ponds that Peter had ever seen. Overcome with delight, he at once occupied himself with the absorbing business of fishing. Minutes passed, but with no result. Peter was becoming seriously annoyed. Give it to me, commanded the stranger. Peter rather shamefacedly relinquished his rod, and watched with amazement, then anger, and finally with downright admiration, as the boy pulled in one silvery fish after another. f P P w TNA X .M K! How do you do it ? gasped Peter. Oh, I don't know, my father can make 'em come too. You got to have something in you to attract them. Dad calls it the 'oil of come along'. ' 28